My mom moved my sister and I from Florida to Texas almost on a whim when my parents split up. I was 14 so I had no say in the matter. immediately upon getting settled in Central Texas, I met and feel absolutely head over feet in love with a boy in my class, and he felt the same about me. Three months later she up and moves us back to Florida without really explaining why. I went from being the happiest I'd ever been, straight A student to skipping school because I was too depressed to get out of bed, started doing drugs and within 6 months had lost my virginity and had been arrested for shoplifting. I'm not saying these things are directly her fault, but I do resent her for being so uncaring and flighty in her decisions, and completely ignoring how they effected her kids. We moved another 6 times before I got to my senior year... I didn't walk at my graduation because I didn't know any of my class mates.